STILL SINGLE

A space for thoughts on music and culture, as written by Doug Mosurock and a select handful of individuals. This is intended as a supplement to our regular feature Still Single, published on Dusted Magazine. Updates will run here more frequently, and may feature writing on music not covered in the column. Compact discs are still not accepted for review -- we have more than enough vinyl and the occasional cassette to worry about.

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November 20, 2011

Micro_Penis – Tolvek LP (Doubtful Sounds)

I don’t think I’ve ever laughed as hard opening my mail as I did the day this record arrived. Once you see a copy in the buff (and if you think dick jokes are as funny as I do), you care gonna lose it. The music therein on Micro_Penis’s second full-length is just about as rude and esoteric, the sound of four people – a few of which had been hospitalized prior to recording this record, so sayeth the promo spiel – letting go in humorous fashion, with slowed down vocal samples, confused saxophone, and organic/unstable moments amid the synth torture. If the statement about their condition is true, I hope they’re OK; if making a noise/improvisational fart like this (or early Boredoms) is grounds to get you a nice, long stay in a facility somewhere, perhaps we’d all best remain on our toes. Tolvek is Alsatian dialect for “moron,” and I’m part Alsatian, so maybe it’s time I did some heritage studies and recognized what other harsh words exist in my father tongue. 300 copies which come with some sort of “sexual rubber beast” toy; don’t buy one if it doesn’t include this little flexible wonder. (http://www.doubtfulsounds.info)
(Doug Mosurock)

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